Sad Love Story Poem by norman hale

Two lovers in a parlor
Who have just sat down to eat
But they're being watched
From across the street

Her jealous ex-husband
With a photographic lens
Quickly snapping pictures
As she's kissing him

His blood is now boiling
As they sit there and eat
Thinking how he could carve them up
Like a butcher does his meat

He wander just how long
This affair's been going on
He can tell by their actions
It's took awhile for this much bond

They get up to leave
And start heading for the door
He reaches for his gun
He can't take this anymore

As they step outside
He takes aim on her chest
He slowly squeezes the trigger
And she falls to her final rest

He takes aim on the man
And shoots him twice, just as fast
He falls there beside her
Then he drives away fast

He ends up on some back road
Where no one is around
He puts the gun to his head
But no one heard the sound

They once had it all
A nice house and two kids
But that ended quickly
when he found out what she did

Some say it was her fault
For not giving him enough attention
And flirting with other guys
Who's names we won't mention

So take heed from my story
This is not how love should end
But rather more on a happy note
Always be happy in love my friend

wrote 6/6/2008 by Norman Hale Jr.